Quest

O sorrow do not in my heart dwell

O heart do not with such sadness swell

O pain I pray thee bid me farewell

O lips contain my stories to tell

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No morrows to fight or to rebel

No drama here, no Cain, no Abel

No grandness, no wisdom, no Nobel

No wonders no miracles to sell

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Let my life in stark light thus revel

Let my eyes those wonders not repel

Let my mind my spirit not compel

Let this quest my joyous heart not quell